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Join the Flock!

31 Jan

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Join the Flock!

“Join the flock!” the Christians plead, “we love you and do care!”
“Join our little clique and join in worship and in prayer!”
Friends and family have all offered this kind invite
They all seem driven to recruit more ranks to what is “right”

No thank you, I’ve been in the club and know what is involved
I do recall how not one challenge under Christ was solved
I do recall the fear, the dread, the stress, the angst, the pain
Both in myself as well as others with Christ on the brain

For many years I have now walked the path of Warriors
Believe or don’t, I know MY truth: no worry now occurs
No stress lingers upon my brain when desire’s unmet
No dread befalls when “problems” come, I don’t “have to,” I “get”

I get to face my challenges with vigor and resolve
I get to conquer fires which don’t burn me, they evolve
I get to rely on my will, my strength, my courage, daring
No longer do I wait on Christ’s deaf ears, waiting and staring

No longer do I leave things in “God’s hands” like some weak whelp
No longer do I look past my own mighty hand for help
And no more do I tolerate the invite of Christ’s sheep
Who try to “save” this Warrior while they all stress and weep

Who offer keys to God’s kingdom while fretting over bills
Who claim to know the “right way” but are fat from their weak wills
Who worry what the future holds despite the Bible’s chimes
To FEAR NOT as per God three hundred and sixty-five times

Thanks, but no thanks, not my style, and some day you will see
That deity you praise and worship’s a Warrior like me
You’ve been polluted by your ego’s desire to “win”
Rather than choose empathy, you fear and call things “sin”

You get upset in name of God and claim you’re beckoned to
You have the ignorance to claim each Muslim, Hindu, Jew
Will “burn in hell” simply because they do not wear a cross
How misguided to think that fashion sense will prevent loss

How misguided to think that sitting in a pew each week
And listening but not FEELING the words will stop the bleak
How simple minded and obtuse to offer this invite
While crying, “Only human!” while you fear through every plight

Just as Alexander sliced through the Gordian knot
This Warrior does slice through that invite to fear and fraught
Laughable, that invite is, and it just goes to show
That misery loves company and I’ve had enough woe

I do not offer an invite to walk the Warrior’s path
Because I know they can’t withstand their own iron will’s wrath
So pray and beg and fear on but don’t save a spot for me
I once was lost and blinded to my OWN strength, now I see

No heaven’s needed, and no flock, no shepherd, no salvation
By weak-willed hypocrites who waste the present on frustration
A Warrior is just fine on their own without such tripe
Kneeling down with both hands clasped? No thanks, I’m not the type

                                                               ~Miro

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TBH

28 Oct

TBH

The young people today
Began a little saying
“TBH” implies
That honesty’s displaying

It stands for “To Be Honest”
And when they do begin
A sentence with those letters
The rest is truth within

I do admire these kids
Who see a world of lies
Who see the older folks
Who should be much more wise

But guard their true feelings
And put up their fake walls
‘Cause they don’t have the courage
‘Cause they don’t have the balls

To air their greivances
To express gratitude
To tell loved ones they’re loved
To not be such a shrewd

So in honor of these kids
Who TBH with heart
Let me TBH
So that I do my part

TBH I love
My brave and caring wife
Who is the grace and beauty
And strength within my life

TBH I’m proud
Of Warriors who read
These chronicles and say
It makes their fear recede

TBH I lack
Affection and respect
For Christians who fail to
Keep selfish ego checked

TBH I don’t
Fear my Lord up above
Though Bible says I should
I have no fear, just love

TBH I won’t
Let cowards spout their fear
TBH I don’t
Care what naysayers jeer

TBH I’m done
With people who don’t try
To go the extra mile
Who their own strength deny

TBH I tell
All Warriors I meet
That I have great respect
Because they are elite

TBH I’m thankful
You took the time to read
TBH I hope
You travel with Godspeed

And Warriorspeed as well
But TBH just one
In one hundred are capable
Of maintaining that run

                                  ~Miro

Clean Christians

3 Oct

Here’s a poem about self-righteous and pious “Christians” who make too big stink over swearing, nudity and other “lewdness” and let these inconsequential things blind them from the big picture. I do believe they’ve lost the fuckin’ plot. 😉

Clean Christians

“Please no swearing! No lewdness and please no nudity!”
These taboo topics make so many stuck-up Christians flee
They do refuse to watch movies and TV shows which feature
Any of these “dirty things” because of what their preacher

Told them on a Sunday morn, “These things will lead to Hell!”
“Jesus Christ” is what I think and what I also tell
All these stuck-up “Christians” who see filth and run away
“Jesus Christ, you know the guy to whom you all do pray?

Yes, Jesus Christ, the man who did surround Himself with those
Who did not have the cleanest language or the nicest clothes
His posse was composed of not the cleanest men around
And all those pious, “Holy” places? Christ could not be found

He walked headlong into the places that were not pristine
You think He only spoke to those who kept their language clean?
You think He did refuse to speak to girls who bared their breasts?
I have a feeling that He did not just limit His quests

To places that were prim and proper, “Holy” and reserved”
And that is why these hypocrite “Christians” make us unnerved
They claim to follow in the steps of someone who stood fast
While their King did illuminate, they run away aghast

While their King made an effort to show grace, love, understanding
“Clean Christians” do get appalled and walk away, remanding
With all due respect to them, to HELL with what they think
Fuck their lack of empathy and Kool-Aid that they drink

Fuck their lack of heart and soul that should be showed in each
And every single action that they practice and they preach
Fuck their search for perfection, my Savior has taught me
There’s no such thing, but if you take a closer look, you’ll see

Beauty in the ones who swear, selflessness in those nude
Grace possessed by those unkempt and courage in the lewd
To all the “Christians” who have been mislead to think they follow
A perfect, pious Savior, here’s a filthy pill to swallow

                                                                God bless 😉

“Christians”

10 Feb

“I like your Christ, I do not like your Christians. Your Christians are so unlike your Christ.” ~Mahatma Gandhi

“Christians”

Today’s write wages peaceful war
On people that I thought
Were brothers and sisters in Christ
Who the same purpose sought

This message is for “Christians” who
Require set of quotes
Because they miss Christ’s message and
Have anger in their throats

And hearts whenever things go wrong
They vocally shout out
They choose to take things personally
They fight, they hurt, they doubt

They miss Christ’s message of “Let go”
And hold on to their feuds
These “Christians” miss their Savior’s point
And are in angry moods

Even blind men see what the
Word Christian has become
For many it does not inspire
Instead it’s very glum

That is thanks to “Christians” who
Go to church every week
But it’s only in that building
Where Christ they do seek

“Who are you to cast judgement?”
Some “Christians” may accuse
I am a Christian without quotes
Because I always choose

To slice through anger and hatred
Whenever others strike
I love all people, even those
That I don’t really like

I’ve done the work for years and can
Say with full honesty
That when my peace is threatened, I
Choose not to be angry

I do not raise my voice and I
Don’t honk my horn when driving
I’ve understood Christ’s message, that
It’s through peace we are thriving

I say these words not in anger
But in great disappointment
Shame on “Christians” because they
Don’t honor their anointment

Shame on them for besmirching
The name of the Lord’s son
For shame, the “Christians” who are “saved”
But Savior’s teachings shun

We cannot hide our heads in sand
The damage is quite clear
“Christian” is not something that
Most people do revere

Regardless of their faith, it is
A word that many dread
Even followers of Christ
Facepalm and hang their head

It’s in the choices that we make
When things do irritate
You do not get to praise the Lord
And get to be irate

You do not get to be at odds
And avoid all your “foes”
You do not get to say bullshit
Like “It’s them who oppose!”

Or “they are just impossible!”
Or “I won’t speak to them!”
You do not get to follow Christ
And with anger condemn

And that is why this poem here
Will end on these here notes:
If you’re a “Christian” you can still
Remove surrounding quotes

By letting go and following
The word of your great King
You cannot follow Christ and still
To your old anger cling

                                  ~Miro

The Right Place

3 Oct

The Right Place

“I just can’t seem to find someone
Who’s the right one for me”
Is what many single folks do
Solemnly decree

They talk about relationships
That ended up a waste
Never realizing it’s
Because they were not chased

Going to the bar does not
Count as making an effort
It’s just a place where people go
To drown sorrows and flirt

Superficial interactions
Lacking depth and soul
You’ll hardly ever meet someone
At one who’ll make you whole

“So if a bar’s not the right place
To find some soul and heart
Maybe a church is the best
Location to then start!”

If you think this to yourself
Be sure that you think twice
Just because someone believes
Does not mean they are nice

It’s been my experience
That churches, much like bars
Are just a place where people go
To try to forget scars

Despite their claims of following
Their Lord and Savior, Christ
I’ve met so many Christians
Whose temperaments were iced

They did not glow or radiate
With love and selflessness
They did not engage or welcome
Or any warmth express

“How ‘bout work? There’s a cute girl
Or guy I work beside
Surely they would make a perfect
Groom for me or bride”

Work’s another place that doesn’t
Usually pan out
Just one simple reason why
It’s not the ideal route:

Money is why so many
Couples who worked together
Were not able to endure
The harsh and nasty weather

Places where you make your dough
Are filled with people who
Are less concerned about others
Than making funds accrue

Same reason why many don’t
Have true friends at their trade
Most would throw you under bus
If it meant getting paid

“So not at bars or at a church
Or where you earn your pay
There’s got to be a place where folks
Can meet someone today!

How ‘bout school? There’s a guy or
Girl I’ve had my eye on”
Sorry, school’s the same as work
Your classmate will not fawn

Because, like work, they’re too busy
Accumulating grades
You’ll find about as much depth as
A quick game of charades

“So where’s a girl or guy supposed to
Find their one true love?”
I’ll tell you this, it likely won’t
Be one of the above

It probably won’t be wherever
You usually go
But something wonderful might happen
If you choose to grow

And venture out to new places
You haven’t ever been
Seeking something with more depth
Than just a lust for skin

I can only reassure
By telling you I’ve tried
All of the methods mentioned
And never found a bride

Until I left my comfort zone
And ventured somewhere new
That’s the only right place where
I found love that was true

Think about it, you won’t get
Your inspiration from
Negative and lazy people
Who are sour and glum

You won’t find hope among the folks
With whom you make your cash
Because the main thing on their minds
Is adding to their stash

And love is nowhere to be found
At places that serve booze
Bars are just places where folks
Go to drown all their blues

I cannot tell you exactly
Where “right place” may be
But it’s not part of your daily
Route, I’ll guarantee

If it’s love you’re looking for
The true and profound kind
The only way to find it is
If your legs are inclined

To move you out from your old path
And search new places where
Someone’s not just thinking of
Their own selfish affair

Their own pay or their drink or their
Own pass to pearly gates
Or their straight A’s, all of these things
Will lead to dead-end dates

Make an effort, seek and find
Get up and search for it
The right place is likely the  one
You currently omit

                            Miro